Treasure Island

Lindemberg Pereira da Silva

(04/03/1985 / Brazil)

A Word Never Said


A word never said,
It's an endless pain,
inside the heart of the lovers.
It's a cancer
inside the thinker's brain.
It's the key which locks
the door of an eternal silence.
It stucks the thought,
and also stops the tongue.
It feeds the uncertainty, and also the doubt
from those ones who are not dare enough
to write their names in the history of the world.
A word never said
it's the silence of the losers.

Submitted: Monday, October 03, 2011

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  • Amy Marie (11/6/2011 7:38:00 PM)

    This poem does a good job of tellling a great truth...that it's important to say what needs to be said! (Report) Reply

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